Just another dream

I dreamt that I saw a Fozzie Bear just like mine on the side of the road but it was all faded and dirty so I stopped to get it. I hoped it wasn't mine but just the same I didn't want to see a Fozzie looking so sad and decrepit on the side of the road like that. At the same time, it was dirty so I didn't really want to keep it so I left it at a McDonald's so someone could adopt it or I could come back for it if I found out it wasn't mine.

I had another dream that I was moving into my dorm. First I was taken to the new dorm and it was like a mall inside with restaurants and stores (I was excited because I could easily eat after 8:00 now!) and my room was a huge suite with several roomy bedrooms, guys and girls and colorfully decorated. Then they said oh no, this isn't your room and took me to another place that was less fantastic. That too, turned out to not be my room. Finally, I was taken to my room. I opened the door and it was a tiny living room the size of the coat closet in my house with five girls squished into it (and one was in a wheelchair) you had to crawl through a hole to get to another "room" that was even smaller with bunks stacked three high and barely enough room to fit. I started bawling and telling my Dad I couldn't live like that and would he please let me move to another room. The evil gouging housing lady that was showing us around told him it would cost about $800 more a month.